Poems by Edith Nesbit
Hope
... Will the violet be sweet where the dead leaves have lain ...
In The Rose Garden
... But the west wind blows, and my lady goes, ...
A Garden Of Girls
... Three to take, and three to give, but one--ah! one is given-- ...
This Desirable Mansion
... No laughter thrills the dwindling flowers, ...
At Parting
... Go, since you must, but, Dearest, know ...
To Iris
... Where all your griefs lie closely curled, ...
Surrender
... Oh, what thought of wrong or right ...
Teint Neutre
... Chill fields stripped naked of their gown of grain, ...
Summer Song
... And the lamps, the lamps are lit, the lamps are glow-worms light, ...
To One Who Pleaded For Candour In Love
... Ah no!--cling close, what need to move, ...
Lullaby
... Has tired the birds, to their nests they creep ...
The Heart Of Grief
... What though the heart that broke your heart be rotten ...
Love And Knowledge
... Have watered, plucked, and trampled passion's flower, ...
The Onlooker
... Your sleep, your steps should know how much I love you ...
The Whirligig Of Time
... Behold! your slave bows down ...
